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1 Korintus 15:22

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1 Korintus 15:22

• [1Kor 15:22] Adam, Our Father And Our Head

  Adam, our father and our head, Transgressed, and justice doomed us dead; The fiery law speaks all despair: There’s no reprieve nor pardon there. But, O unutterable grace! The Son of God takes Adam’s place; Down to our world the Savior flies, Stretches His arms, and bleeds, and dies. Justice was pleased to bruise the God, And pay its wrongs with heav’nly blood: What unknown racks and pangs He bore! Then rose; the law could ask no more. Amazing work! look down, ye skies, Wonder and gaze with all your eyes; Ye heav’nly thrones, stoop from above, And bow to this mysterious love. Lo! they adore th’incarnate Son, And sing the glories He hath won; Sing how He broke our iron chains, How deep He sunk, how high He reigns! Triumph and reign, victorious Lord, By all the flaming hosts adored; And say, dear Conqueror, say how long Ere we shall rise to join their song. Send down a chariot from above, With fiery wheels, and paved with love; Raise us beyond th’ethereal blue, To sing and love as angels do.

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• [1Kor 15:22] All Mankind Fell In Adam’s Fall

  All mankind fell in Adam’s fall, One common sin infects us all; From sire to son the bane descends, And over all the curse impends. Thro’ all man’s powers corruption creeps And him in dreadful bondage keeps; In guilt he draws his infant breath And reaps its fruits of woe and death. From hearts depraved, to evil prone, Flow thoughts and deeds of sin alone; God’s image lost, the darkened soul Nor seeks nor finds its heav’nly goal. But Christ, the second Adam, came To bear our sin and woe and shame, To be our Life, our Light, our Way, Our only Hope, our only Stay. As by one man all mankind fell And, born in sin, was doomed to hell, So by one Man, who took our place, We all received the gift of grace. We thank Thee, Christ; new life is ours, New light, new hope, new strength, new powers: This grace our every way attend Until we reach our journey’s end!

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• [1Kor 15:22] And Are We Yet Alive?

  And are we yet alive, And see each other’s face? Glory and thanks to Jesus give For His almighty grace! Preserved by power divine To full salvation here, Again in Jesus’ praise we join And in His sight appear. What troubles have we seen, What mighty conflicts past, Fightings without, and fears within, Since we assembled last! Yet out of all the Lord Hath brought us by His love; And still He doth His help afford, And hides our life above. Then let us make our boast Of His redeeming power, Which saves us to the uttermost, Till we can sin no more. Let us take up the cross Till we the crown obtain, And gladly reckon all things loss So we may Jesus gain.

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• [1Kor 15:22] Hallelujah, Jesus Is Lord

  Hallelujah, Jesus is Lord Hallelujah, death is no more Hallelujah, hope is restored Hallelujah, Jesus is Lord He was dead in the grave And all hope had vanished away He arose; He’s alive And I’m ready to shout it on high. Refrain I was dead in my sins Bound for hell and darkness within By His love, I’m alive Heaven’s gates are opened wide. Refrain We’re alive in the Son Longing for the day He will come In a flash, trumpet blast Christ the Victor will raise us at last! Refrain

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1 Korintus 15:45

• [1Kor 15:45] Upon The Sixth Day Of The Week

  Upon the sixth day of the week The first man had his birth, In God’s own image bright and pure Created from the earth. Upon the sixth day of the week The second Adam died, And by the second Adam’s death Man was revivified. Upon the seventh day of the week God from His works did rest, And on that holy Sabbath day The works of God were blessed. Upon the seventh day of the week Christ in the grave did rest, The grave is now a holy place; A Sabbath for the blest. By tasting the forbidden tree Man fell in Paradise; Upon the tree Christ tasted death, And by His death we rise. Christ in a garden buried lay, Which spring-flowers did adorn; And there our Resurrection bloomed On the bright Easter morn. The grave itself a garden is, Where loveliest flowers abound, For Christ our amaranthine Life Sprang from the holy ground. He by the Spirit once was born Pure from the virgin’s womb, And by the Spirit once again, Born from the virgin tomb. Oh give us grace to die to sin, That we, O Lord, may have A holy, happy rest with Thee, A Sabbath in the grave. O may we buried be with Thee, And with Thee, Lord, arise To an eternal Easter-day Of glory in the skies!

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